"These are the only boy clothes I have."He indicates what he's wearing."So that's the deal: Either you wear the girl's uniform and everyonethinks it's...a big joke," he pauses, "*or* you wear just what you have onright now and everyone knows that you wear girl's stuff under yourclothes."What the hell kind of choice is that? Play it as a joke? I'll still becrossdressed. It will be worse because I won't have any boy clothes on atall. "Fine!" I say and pull up the panties.Dev hands me the bag."Can. "She helped me to sit on the toilet and adjusted my positioning.Oh, that was much better. I felt my bladder release it's contents and it sounded like a waterfall. I must have blushed a beet red. I started to pull some toilet paper from the roll when Marcie stopped me. "Like this," she said, and with two fingers she did a quick twirl around and with a flick of the wrist snapped off a section. "You try it."It took me four times before I could do it properly and then Marcie told me to pat, not. But it just wasn’t satisfying enough for him. His thrusts were desperate, lacking that blind, animal passion that overcame him when his sensitive organ found some furtive friction. His penis never even began to swell. His dick retracted, he climbed down from my leg and stood in front of my crotch with his hips still thrusting and humping thin air like a reflex he couldn’t stop.He continued licking my abandoned gig to make up for lost time. It was very promising for me; he had never associated. The alcohol was giving them a good work out and I noticed that Dorian at times would have quick glances at my chest and upper body.I myslef was checking her out too.She had beautiful young breasts and I startedto wonder what would it be like to have a young flower like Dorian at my disposal.The more I drank themore I stared to have sexual thoughts towards Dorian.Now the whiskey was doing something to Andy cause Inoticed that we was only rubbing his cock and he was getting an erection.I asked.